This gives you an excuse: I picked up the Qiankun Spirit Sword, not the Qiankun Spirit Sword I snatched.

This premise is that Zhuyinsi has a very good reputation and is a legitimate person in his behavior. He is famous for his master and will not act randomly.

If you change to another sect, no matter how you get the Qiankun Spirit Sword, as long as you dare to touch the Qiankun Spirit Sword, it is a sin, and you have to deal with it.

They were also lucky and felt that the Qiankun Spirit Sword might not have the mark of Zhou Aoshuang.

Of course, if there is really a person, it can be said that he was the spiritual sword he picked up by himself, not forcibly robbing him.

Zhou Haokun also knew their wishful thinking, and gritted his teeth and refused to escape. It was his nature and temper that would make him unable to bear it.

"I said Zhou Haokun, why bother?" An old man with a face covered hissed and persuaded with kindness: "We won't kill you, we just rob the Qiankun Spirit Sword. There is no need to fight so hard."

"Hmph." Zhou Haokun sneered.

How could they know their ambitions?

I didn’t want to be a burden and asked the master to save me. I had ambitious intentions to join Zhuyinsi!

If you can have a position in Zhuyinsi, it will be of great help to the entire Taixuan Peak and will make Senior Sister Meng look at her differently.

Master Zhou came to save him once, and the possibility of becoming the top leader of Zhuyinsi was reduced by one point, which was absolutely not allowed.

"You fight to the death and cannot change the final result." The old man stood aside and shook his head and sighed: "If Zhou Aoshuang planted a mark as you said, she would find it directly."

If Zhou Haokun is so good, Zhuyinsi will not give up. He just robs Qiankun's spiritual sword instead of killing him.

It would be great if Zhou Haokun could hand over the Qiankun Spirit Sword. If he had something to say at that time, he would take the initiative to hand it over to himself and frame him.

"That's right, Lao Zhou, why bother!" Another middle-aged man shook his head in the voice: "You... are just too stubborn!"

"Zheng Siqi!" Zhou Haokun shouted in dismay.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You really know that I'm here?"

"Zheng Siqi!?" Zhou Haokun couldn't believe it: "You..."

When he was distracted, he almost hit the fist, and the seven people who besieged him all staggered the fist and palm force to avoid him.

This looks extremely weird.

"It's me." The middle-aged man nodded: "Old Zhou, give me the spiritual sword and lend me a fun."

"Fuck!" Zhou Haokun gritted his teeth: "I'm really blind!"

"Haha..." Zheng Siqi smiled and said, "Is he blind?

"I'm blind!" Zhou Haokun scolded himself.

Fortunately, I always regarded Zheng Siqi as a friend and trusted him in every way, but was betrayed. I could only blame myself for having a bad attitude and not scolding him at all.

Zheng Siqi said: "Lao Zhou, I don't want your spiritual sword, I just borrow it."

"Don't let your mother go!" Zhou Haokun cursed.

"You can scold me, don't scold my mother!" Zheng Siqi glared at her eyes: "Otherwise I will turn against you!"

"Turn it off!" Zhou Haokun gritted his teeth: "You still have the same face to turn against me? I'm the one who turned against me!"

"If I hadn't helped you all the time, you would have fallen down long ago!"

"Let me... without you, I'll deal with them long ago!"

"Haha..." Zheng Siqi laughed.

"Haha..." Everyone laughed.

Zhou Haokun took the opportunity to speak and delay time to get himself a chance to breathe. It is very troublesome to not hold the wolf pack.

It is not easy to not disturb Master Zhou from getting out safely today.

"Old Zhou, stop thinking about it, it's useless." Zheng Siqi laughed and said, "How can you really escape with so many people?"

"You really want the Qiankun Spirit Sword?"

"Just borrow a sword and use it, I will return it to you in ten days!"

"You said it was already right, why bother to join in the fun with them!"

"What's the point, can you borrow it?"

"able!"

"Hey!" Zheng Siqi let out a strange laugh, obviously disdainful.

He doesn't know Zhou Haokun yet?

He is very stingy and it is impossible to borrow this Qiankun Spirit Sword. He must be afraid that he will borrow or not.

Zhou Haokun said coldly: "I could borrow it originally, but in this way you can borrow it even if you can, you won't borrow it!"

"Do you want me to regret it? Tell you, I'm thinking too much!"

“That’s what I really think.”

"You're not sure what you think now!"

"Ahem," an old man interrupted them and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Haokun, don't give up?"

"The sword is there, and no sword is destroyed!" Zhou Haokun said coldly.

"It seems that you can only use the ultimate move!" the old man said slowly.

The rest were slightly stern.

I wonder what trick he is going to use, and will he take him to clean up at the same time?

"Woo..." The old man let out a soft whisper between his lips, like a flute swallowing, as if he was flowing between heaven and earth.

Everyone was shocked.

Zhou Haokun's eyes suddenly became clear, and he shouted: "Du!"

Everyone was shocked again and suddenly woke up.

But the "whip" sounds endlessly, and they were once again pulled into a state of loss and sadness, and did not want to move.

Zhou Haokun's eyes were burning, but they were not affected.

This time he didn't drink anymore, turned around and left.

The great master's energy is endless and his recovery speed is amazing. After speaking at this moment, he has accumulated some of his body skills and his body movements are extremely fast.

The old man who was roaring and whistling flashed cold electricity in his eyes, and he caught up faster, but he didn't take action, but just continued to roar.

Zhou Haokun turned his head and smiled proudly: "I have the spiritual sword to protect my body and to intimidate all evil spirits. Your move is useless!"

The old man doesn't believe in evil.

Zhou Haokun still moved forward, but when he shot for more than ten miles, his spirit suddenly became dazed and his body suddenly slowed down.

The old man smiled as he roared.

Zhou Haokun's body became slower and slower, his face looked ugly, and his eyes gradually became hazy as drunk.

The roar continued, but the old man still did not approach Zhou Haokun, just waiting for Zhou Haokun to stop slowly, staggering beside a forest and falling on the green grass.

"Haha..." Amid the laughter, the old man shot to Zhou Haokun quickly and reached out to grab the Qiankun Spirit Sword.

"Swish!" With a light roar, a white light flew out of the woods, and it instantly hit the old man's heart.

"Bang!" He flew backwards.

The old man fell into a coma directly.

Zhou Haokun just fell but didn't fall into a coma, looking in disbelief. How could the Qiankun Spirit Sword not protect him?

There was a clear stream that penetrated into the body and into the mind, so why couldn't I stop the whistling?

He widened his eyes and sang: "Who is the best man to help me? Please see you."

"I will not show up after being ordered by the Lord of the Ministry." A clear voice came from the woods.

Zhou Haokun knew he was not old when he heard this.

The power of this white light is amazing.

"That……"

"There will be someone fighting for it, be prepared." The clear voice in the woods said: "Call the Master at the critical moment, don't show off."

"Okay." Zhou Haokun nodded slowly.

The clear voice no longer sounded.

Zhou Haokun turned his head and looked back, frowned, and thought of Zheng Siqi, who really wanted to use his spiritual sword?

——

"Welcome to the new one!" Amid the melodious singing, Li Chengkong and his group sat on the platform and saw the groom and the bride walking into the martial arts training ground.

A group of people surrounded the groom and the bride and climbed up the steps, leading the way with gongs and drums in front of them, and slowly came to the martial arts training ground in front of the hall.

The martial arts training ground is about 200 meters in diameter, and is arranged everywhere with joy and decorated with lights everywhere.

Click on the Miao Jiuchuan, who was sitting on the stage, smiling like Maitreya Buddha.

Miao Jiuchuan was divided into two rows with more than twenty chairs.

Li Chengkong and his fours sat in the chair, watching the groom and the bride climbing to the station and coming to Miao Jiuchuan.
Chapter completed!